ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟠

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Tw: fat-phobia at the third paragraph and till the end, mentions about eating disorders and starving yourself

After we ate, Karl went upstairs to change while me and Alex did the dishes. "Amor, can you pass me the soap?" "Alex, I will, but you u realize I speak Spanish, don't you?" He turns pink. "I guess I never did," His voice slightly deeper than normal, I love it. "Anyways, I have to go to my studio to finish recording a few lines for my song. Do you want come watch?" "You know what, sure. When do we leave?" "As soon as we finish washing these dishes." "Perfect to me."

As we drive to recording studio, Alex plays a playlist he clearly well thought out. It's mainly Love Joy and Beach Bunny. "Wow, real sly of you to pick my two favorite artists." "Only for you, amor." "Fuck you." "You should try it sometime." "SHUT UP I'M TRYING TO LISTEN TO PROM QUEEN!" I start to sing along to the familiar lines of Beach Bunny while a certain Mexican asshole will keep trying crummy pickup lines. "Are you a mirror? Cause I see me in you. Did it hurt, falling from the vending machine because you're a snack." "Okay, never invite Alex to work ever again. We're here, asshole," I shake my head and climb out of the car as Alex follows me through the doors.

When we get to the recording center, my manger is pissed. "Y/n, I told you to stop wearing those slutty skirts. They make your legs look to thick. Have you gained a few pounds since we last met? Tsk, you need to lose more anyways. I think you should skip eating for the next week, it would get you back do to 100 or better yet 95 pounds." My manager is an amazing guy, wow. "Derek, I've already starved myself this month for a week!" I protest, I am not getting a eating disorder again. "Well, looks like you aren't doing good enough! You're back on the water and ice diet for at least a week, Ms. Jacobs!" I feel embarrassed, Alex has to see my manager complain about me and my weight. I got to 110 like he told me, when will this be enough?
"I think y/n looks beautiful the way she is."
I perk up. Alex is right next to me, an arm around my waist. "Besides, wouldn't you want her at her weight? Body positivity for others." My manager stares at him like he's and alien. "This so called 'body positivity' is raising a generation of fat people. Do you want your kids to be fat? Fat people are disgusting, they should be killed off!" I feel anger sore into me. Nobody should be ashamed for who they are. "Derek, quick question, why are you weighed at 175 pounds?" "That's different-" "Nope! I quit! I'm not dealing with your bullshit anymore. I have the song, I'll release it on my own. Fuck you!" I take the time to flip off Derek as me and Alex leave the studio, filled with more joy than I've ever felt.

(Authors Note)

Wow that was uhh yeah... LOVE YOURSELF AND GO FUCK YOURSELF DEREK! Anyways, I'm adding fluff the next part don't worry! Remember to stay safe and drink water my loves <3
- Allie

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